The Tempest: A Verse Translation


My verse translation of The Tempest matches Shakespeare's play line-by-line with the same syntactic complexity and vocabulary range as the original. All blank verse lines remain in verse with accurate and authentic iambic pentameter.


Play Statistics

  Unique words in original: 3,135

  Unique words in translation: 3,277



from Act 3, Scene 2



Are you afraid?


No, monster, not I.


Be not afraid. The isle is full of noises,

Sounds, and sweet tunes that give delight and hurt not.

Sometimes a thousand strumming instruments

Will hum around my ears, and sometimes voices,

Though I have just awoken from long sleep,

Will make me sleep again, and in my dreams

The clouds will open up and drop on me

Such riches that when I awake, I cry

And beg to dream again.


This is turning into a splendid kingdom, where music fills my court for free.


When Prospero is destroyed.